115: Let's see who has more money.

Over the next few days, the business world of Harbin was in turmoil.

Zhou Xingcai and Zhou Bingsheng weren't idle either; although they had been snubbed by Lin Chuan, they were from the capital after all and quickly figured out some of his background.

"Support from Hong Kong Island?"

Zhou Bingsheng looked at the investigation report and sneered.

"No wonder he could buy the Sheraton; turns out he's just a white glove for a Hong Kong Businessman."

"However, a powerful dragon cannot repress a local snake."

To ensure victory, the Zhou Family made a decision.

To unite with Harbin's top local tycoon family, the Wang Family!

In Harbin, there are Three Kings and one Emperor.

There's also an old saying: One Emperor, Two Kings, Three Gods of Wealth.

This One Emperor is a legendary retired big shot.

As for the Two Kings, one is the Zheng Family with a government background, and the other is the Chu Family, the overlords of the underworld.

The remaining Three Gods of Wealth refers to the Wang Family.

The Wang Family doesn't touch the underworld or politics; they are purely rich!

Trading, department stores, transportation—they could be called Harbin's cash cow.

The head of the Wang Family, Wang Sheng, always had a lingering concern: he wanted to expand out of the Northeast and enter the capital's circles.

When the Zhou siblings arrived, it was exactly what he wanted.

The two sides hit it off immediately.

The Wang Family would provide money and land to help the Zhou Family acquire plots; the Zhou Family promised to bring the Wang Family into the capital's circles later.

Collusion was inevitable... Soon, the day of the land auction arrived.

At the Ice City International Convention and Exhibition Center, luxury cars gathered.

This was the largest land auction in Harbin in '92; several prime commercial plots attracted countless hungry wolves.

A Rolls-Royce with dual license plates from two regions slowly stopped at the entrance.

The car door opened.

A foot wearing a crystal high-heeled shoe landed first.

Then, a young woman in a black professional skirt suit and a long trench coat stepped out.

Her long hair flowed, and her delicate features had a hint of lingering baby fat, but her eyes revealed the sharp, capable aura of a powerful businesswoman.

It was Miss Su, who had flown in overnight from Hong Kong Island!

Now, she had already begun to show her talent in the Hong Kong Island financial circle, known as the Little Stock God.

That aura of confidence made many surrounding bosses stare blankly.

But the next second.

This financial queen walked quickly to Lin Chuan and bowed deeply.

"Mr. Lin!"

"Xiao Hong is late!"

Her attitude was as respectful as a primary school student meeting their homeroom teacher.

Lin Chuan smiled and patted her shoulder.

"It's good that you're here. In today's play, you have to be the lead."

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin! The funds are all in place!"

Miss Su puffed out her chest, her eyes firm.

Lin Chuan nodded and, with Long Wu, Chu Yueli, and Miss Su, strode toward the venue entrance.

Just then.

"Heh, young man, quite a grand display."

A slightly raspy voice came from the side.

Lin Chuan turned his head to look.

A group of people was blocking the entrance.

Leading them was an old man in his fifties.

Wearing a Tang suit, he was fiddling with two shiny Lion's Head walnuts in his hand, with a smiling tiger grin on his face.

It was the head of the Wang Family, Wang Sheng!

Beside him, Zhou Xingcai and Zhou Bingsheng stared at Lin Chuan with venomous expressions; if looks could kill, Lin Chuan would have died eight hundred times over.

"Patriarch Wang?"

Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

In his past life, this old thing had caused him no small amount of trouble.

Relying on his position as the Vice President of the Chamber of Commerce, he would find excuses to inspect Lin Chuan's shops every other day and even teamed up with suppliers to cut off Lin Chuan's goods.

It could be said he was the first major stumbling block on Lin Chuan's business path in his previous life.

Moreover, that time he was almost killed in the Middle East, it was this old bastard who hired the assassin behind the scenes.

He didn't expect that in this life, this old dog would team up with the Zhou Family again.

Truly birds of a feather.

"You're Lin Chuan, right?"

The walnuts in Wang Sheng's hand clicked as they turned, his tone that of an elder lecturing a junior.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger—that's a good thing."

"But in life and business, you have to weigh your own worth."

"The waters in the capital are deep. You haven't even figured out your own little patch here in Harbin, and yet you want to provoke the Zhou Family?"

"That is not a wise move."

Wang Sheng took two steps closer and lowered his voice, sounding kind but actually threatening:

"Give me some face."

"I know you've raised a lot of money and want to snipe the Zhou Family today."

"Take my advice and stop."

"As long as you don't cause trouble today and let the Zhou Family have these plots of land..."

"In the future, I might consider letting you enter the Northeast Chamber of Commerce and give you a director position."

In Wang Sheng's view, this was already a massive favor.

The Northeast Chamber of Commerce!

That was a circle so many bosses broke their heads trying to get into!

Once in that circle, it was equivalent to getting an official seal of protection; doing business would be smooth sailing from then on.

He felt Lin Chuan would definitely agree with gratitude.

However.

After hearing this, Lin Chuan acted as if he'd heard a joke and picked his ear.

"Give you some face?"

Lin Chuan looked at Wang Sheng with disgust and flicked the earwax from his fingernail.

"Who do you think you are?"

"Do you even have face?"

Boom!

Shock!

The passing bosses all stopped and looked at this scene in horror.

Is this kid crazy?!

He dares to talk to the God of Wealth Wang like that?!

In the Harbin business world, who doesn't call Wang Sheng 'Lord Wang' when they see him?

This kid actually asked who he thinks he is?!

The smile on Wang Sheng's face instantly froze.

The walnuts in his hand stopped turning.

His face turned the color of pig liver at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What did you say?!"

The younger members of the Wang Family behind Wang Sheng were even more furious.

"Presumptuous!!"

"How dare you!!"

A young man from the Wang Family pointed at Lin Chuan's nose and cursed:

"You country bumpkin! We gave you face and you threw it back at us, didn't you?!"

"Don't think that just because you accidentally got support from the Chu and Zheng families, you can ignore the heights of heaven and the depths of the earth!"

"This is the business world! Not a place for your fighting and killing!"

"You want to enter real estate too? Do you have the ability?!"

"With your little bit of money, comparing yourself to our Wang Family? That's like an egg hitting a rock!!"

Zhou Xingcai fanned the flames from the side, saying sarcastically:

"Uncle Wang, see? I told you this person is a mad dog."

"He doesn't understand the rules at all!"

"You kindly tried to help him, and he bites you instead!"

Wang Sheng took a deep breath, suppressing the fury in his heart, his eyes becoming cold:

"Good! Very good!"

"Young man, since you refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit, then don't blame me for showing no mercy."

"Enough! Stop pretending!"

Lin Chuan directly interrupted his formal speech.

He took a step forward, his eyes like knives, looking Wang Sheng up and down.

That gaze seemed to penetrate Wang Sheng's skin and see through his internal organs.

"You old thing, riddled with terminal illnesses and practically in the grave, yet you dare come out and bark?"

"I think you're just tired of living."

"You!!"

Wang Sheng trembled with rage, his finger pointing at Lin Chuan shaking.

"You dare curse me?!"

"Curse you?"

Lin Chuan sneered and held up three fingers.

"I, Lin Chuan, never curse people; I only speak the truth."

"If you can live more than three months, I'll take your surname."

Boom—!

The crowd erupted.

This already wasn't just not giving face; this was publicly cursing someone to die!

In reality, normally, Wang Sheng should have been able to live another ten years, but Lin Chuan didn't want his old enemy to live that long.

He was a divine doctor; he could save people, and he could make them die.

This old thing, if angered a few times, would soon suffer from pathological changes and die.

"Bullshit!!!"

Wang Sheng roared, his face flushed.

"My body is very robust!! Every year's physical exam shows I'm healthy!!"

"Stop slandering me!!"

"Healthy?"

A playful arc curled at the corner of Lin Chuan's mouth, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Patriarch Wang, do you wake up precisely at 3 AM every day recently?"

"After waking up, do you feel like a large rock is pressing on your chest, making it hard to breathe?"

"Also, do you often have a dull pain under your left ribs, especially after eating greasy food?"

"Most importantly..."

Lin Chuan pointed at Wang Sheng's throat.

"Do you always feel like there's a foreign object in your throat lately? You can't cough it up, you can't swallow it, and your phlegm is starting to show streaks of blood?"

As Lin Chuan listed each symptom.

Wang Sheng's face turned a shade paler.

By the end.

Wang Sheng's eyes were wide and round, his expression as if he'd seen a ghost.

The two walnuts he'd been fiddling with for over a decade fell to the ground with a clack and rolled away.

"How do you know?!"

Wang Sheng looked at Lin Chuan in horror.

These symptoms had only appeared in the last half month!

Because they hadn't affected his life much yet, and he was afraid of finding out he had a major illness at the hospital, he had been delaying the checkup. Not even his family knew!

This Lin Chuan...

Does he really know medicine?

Is he really a divine doctor?!"

When the people around saw Wang Sheng's reaction, they immediately understood.

Holy crap! Every single one was right!

This Lin Chuan is amazing!

Zhou Xingcai's heart sank.

It's over!

Lin Chuan is going to start showing off again!

How can he be so good at showing off?

Showing off everywhere he goes?

"How I know isn't important."

Lin Chuan said indifferently:

"What's important is that this is late-stage terminal illness; it has already metastasized to the lungs."

"Even an immortal would find it hard to save you."

"If you go home and lie down now, you might live a few more days."

"If you stay here and scheme against people, getting all worked up..."

"Heh, I doubt you'll see this year's Spring Festival Gala."

"Pfft—!!!"

Just as Lin Chuan finished speaking.

Wang Sheng, whose heart was consumed by fear and anger, felt a sweetness in his throat.

A mouthful of old blood sprayed out!

Specks of blood splashed onto his expensive Tang suit, a shocking sight.

"Dad!!!"

"Patriarch!!!"

The group from the Wang Family was terrified and rushed forward to support the swaying Wang Sheng.

"Oh crap! He really spat blood!"

The surrounding onlookers were stunned.

Is his mouth blessed?

He said he'd spit blood, and he did?

Wang Sheng tremblingly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking at the crimson stain in his palm, he seemed to age ten years in an instant.

But the venom in his eyes was even stronger than before!

He didn't believe it!

He didn't believe he was dying!

This kid must be trying to anger me!!

"Lin Chuan!!!"

Wang Sheng pushed away his children and grandchildren who were supporting him and roared through gritted teeth:

"You little animal!!"

"You dare humiliate me in public!!"

"I must destroy you!!"

"You want to run a mall? You want to do real estate?"

"Fine!!"

"From today on, my Wang Family will fight you to the death!!"

"I will snipe all your businesses!!"

"Wherever you open a shop, I'll open one right across from it!!"

"I'll destroy you even if I lose money!!"

"I'll make sure you don't earn a single cent in the Northeast!! I'll make sure you can't survive in the Northeast!!"

"Daring to curse me, you're really tired of living!"

Wang Sheng's voice was shrill like an owl's, making people's skin crawl.

This was the frantic counterattack of a business tycoon before death!

However.

Lin Chuan just shrugged indifferently.

"Snipe me?"

"Are you even worthy?"

"Then let's try it."

"Coincidentally, I think your Wang Family's assets are quite good. Once you die, I'll just take them all over."

"You!! Pfft!!"

Wang Sheng was so angry he spat another mouthful of blood, his eyes rolling back as he nearly fainted.

"Good, good, good!!"

Seeing this, although Zhou Xingcai felt fear toward Lin Chuan's medical skills, she could only bite the bullet and stand up at this moment.

After all, they were now grasshoppers on the same string.

"Lin Chuan! Don't be too arrogant!"

"Some things can't be won just by talking!"

"Today's auction will be your end!"

Zhou Xingcai pointed at the venue doors, her face full of pride:

"Today, I'll let you know what true foundation of a great family looks like!"

"What true financial power looks like!!"

"In the face of absolute money, your little tricks are worthless!!"

Lin Chuan didn't even look at her.

He just lightly straightened his collar.

To Miss Su behind him, he said:

"Let's go."

"Let's see who exactly has more money."